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In our schooldays, merry schooldays,We were happy girls and boys;We would always play together,And our life was full of joys;And at playtime, in the Maytime,You and I were not apart;I was then your schoolboy lover,You, my little girl sweetheart.We were going to be married,To be, to be, to be, to be, to be married.When we older grew and bolder,Then a little while we tarried,When I missed you I was lonely,For I loved you, Oh! I love you only, only,I was then your schoolboy husband,And you were my schoolgirl wife.

Soon we married, you and I, dear,You to me and I to you,And we had a little home, dear,With just room enough for two;And a little, later on, dear, Still more happy we would be,For we found our tiny cottage,Was about the size for three.It's delighful to be married!To be, to be, to be, to be, to be married!There is nothing half so jolly,As a happy wedded life;And I loved to play with baby,Our tiny little, pretty little baby,I was Papa, you were Mamma,Such a charming family.

When old age comes, to us both, dear,We will still be in the game;I will be a gay old party,You will be a grand old dame;And then arm in arm, together,We will go to church right near,You will call me your old darling,I will call you my old dear.It's delightful to be married!To be, to be, to be, to be, to be married!For the heart won't be unruly,If it really loves one truly;And your life will not be lonely,For I'll love you, I will love you only, only,I will be your loving husband,You will be my loving wife.

In our schooldays, merry schooldays,We were happy girls and boys;We would always play together,And our life was full of joys;And at playtime, in the Maytime,You and I were not apart;I was then your schoolboy lover,You, my little girl sweetheart.We were going to be married,To be, to be, to be, to be, to be married.When we older grew and bolder,Then a little while we tarried,When I missed you I was lonely,For I loved you, Oh! I love you only, only,I was then your schoolboy husband,And you were my schoolgirl wife.

Soon we married, you and I, dear,You to me and I to you,And we had a little home, dear,With just room enough for two;And a little, later on, dear, Still more happy we would be,For we found our tiny cottage,Was about the size for three.It's delighful to be married!To be, to be, to be, to be, to be married!There is nothing half so jolly,As a happy wedded life;And I loved to play with baby,Our tiny little, pretty little baby,I was Papa, you were Mamma,Such a charming family.

When old age comes, to us both, dear,We will still be in the game;I will be a gay old party,You will be a grand old dame;And then arm in arm, together,We will go to church right near,You will call me your old darling,I will call you my old dear.It's delightful to be married!To be, to be, to be, to be, to be married!For the heart won't be unruly,If it really loves one truly;And your life will not be lonely,For I'll love you, I will love you only, only,I will be your loving husband,You will be my loving wife.

In our schooldays, merry schooldays,We were happy girls and boys;We would always play together,And our life was full of joys;And at playtime, in the Maytime,You and I were not apart;I was then your schoolboy lover,You, my little girl sweetheart.We were going to be married,To be, to be, to be, to be, to be married.When we older grew and bolder,Then a little while we tarried,When I missed you I was lonely,For I loved you, Oh! I love you only, only,I was then your schoolboy husband,And you were my schoolgirl wife.

Soon we married, you and I, dear,You to me and I to you,And we had a little home, dear,With just room enough for two;And a little, later on, dear, Still more happy we would be,For we found our tiny cottage,Was about the size for three.It's delighful to be married!To be, to be, to be, to be, to be married!There is nothing half so jolly,As a happy wedded life;And I loved to play with baby,Our tiny little, pretty little baby,I was Papa, you were Mamma,Such a charming family.

When old age comes, to us both, dear,We will still be in the game;I will be a gay old party,You will be a grand old dame;And then arm in arm, together,We will go to church right near,You will call me your old darling,I will call you my old dear.It's delightful to be married!To be, to be, to be, to be, to be married!For the heart won't be unruly,If it really loves one truly;And your life will not be lonely,For I'll love you, I will love you only, only,I will be your loving husband,You will be my loving wife.